They call me Rage. My real name is like a shadow, always close behind, but never quite able to catch up to me. I fly under the radar because no one ever suspects I’m capable of the kind of brutal violence I commit each and every day. You see, I’m a girl. I’m nineteen. And I'm a killer. I look like a goddamn cheerleader, but can take out a man three times my size in more than as many ways, without hesitation. This life is all I know. It’s all I want to know. It keeps the shit buried that I need kept buried. It allows me to live without thinking too much. Without dwelling on the past. Until him. It all changes when an ordinary boy becomes my next target.And my first love. I have to choose. The only life I’ve ever known has to die, or he does. Either way, I’ll be the one pulling the trigger...

All the Rage

By T.M. Frazier

Rage is the wicked superhero dressed in pink.

While reading All the Rage, I couldn’t help but think of Rage as being a miniature, dressed in pink, Hulk. She has an extremely short fuse, goes into a killing zone with no fear and blocks out all around except her target. At other times, I thought she was a little like Spiderman with her superhuman strength, athletic ability and talent for sneaking up behind people. Then Rage all of a sudden turns into The Black Widow with her ability to lure her victims into a trap, follow them home and watch as everything gets blown to smithereens. All of these abilities make Rage very special…unusual…weird…evil. Rage does not use her abilities to fight justice, clean up evil or save the world. Rage uses these abilities because it puts a smile on her face, makes her feel whole and proud to be The Angel of Death…

Rage was only little when the doctors appointments started. Her loving parents wanted to know what was wrong with their beautiful daughter. There was just something not right with her. She was violent, distant and unemotional. The more doctors Rage went to, the more frustrated she became. See, Rage didn’t think there was anything wrong. She didn’t see what the big deal was. Her violence was only sparked when someone annoyed her. Plain and simple…they shouldn’t annoy her. She loved her parents and felt bad that they struggled. In some ways she wished she could be that little girl they wanted her to be but she just didn’t seem to have it in her to be someone else. Luckily, Rage had a best friend, Cody, who understood her. He helped Rage by being a good listener and helped her find ways to hide her true nature. Together they wrote out rules for Rage to follow. For awhile it worked…until one day she’d had enough. At the age of 16, she found someone who REALLY got her. Smoke took her away, gave her a safe haven and taught her how to use that violence and anger to make a living. Smoke helped Rage to become The Angel of Death…

Nolan is having a bit of a rough trot. He WAS a hockey star at College and was looking towards a career in his favourite sport until one day he gets hurt and told his hockey dreams were never going to happen. Feeling sorry for himself, he moves back into his Grandparents (who had passed) old shack by the beach and drinks away his sorrows. One day he lets his dog out and the silly thing falls into their pool which is green and gross. Nolan, who is stuck in a wheelchair because of his injury, tries to save him and ends up falling in himself. Because of the weight in his cast, he sinks straight to the bottom of the pool and realises not only is his hockey career ended, looks like life might be coming to an end too. Then all of a sudden…an angel appears and saves him.

Rage and Nolan start out as friends but it’s not long before the attraction they feel for each other cannot be denied. Considering Rage and her evil ways, she doesn’t have a lot of friends. Nolan, on the other hand, seems to be the life of any party. The more we get to know them the more we realise that both of them are hiding ALOT!! Their journey of discovery is at times funny, at times sad and at times so passionate that you can feel the emotions that are getting churned up. While Rage struggles, Nolan recognises the emotions and fights tooth and nail for Rage to accept them because there is no way he’s giving her up. He’s keeping her even if he has to fight her himself.

Now, I ended up liking All the Rage, but I did struggle with it in the beginning. In all the previous books I’ve read from this author, I was always overwhelmed with the amount of passion, fear and horror they made me feel. In All the Rage it seemed to be lacking that a bit. I never felt scared for Rage or felt she was vulnerable.

To me, Nolan was the shining spark in this story. He turns out to be more than just a hockey star with connections that surprised me. I loved his passion and devotion to Rage. I loved his determination to make Rage conquer her need to hide her true self. I loved his willingness to be the person she RAGED on.

In the end, I really enjoyed All the Rage and again I was drawn into this gritty and violent world. Do I dream of becoming someone like Rage? Hell NO!! What she has seen…what she has done…I’m not sure I could handle that. Do I want a hero just like Nolan? Probably not. I wouldn’t mind the devotion, but I’ll pass on some of the other stuff. T.M. Frazier does not write fairytales with hearts aflutter and posies handed over by princes to young maidens. What you get is a rough world where loyalty is something you pay for with blood and your family is not always by blood, it’s the one who has your back in good times and bad. In All the Rage even the rough world is a little scared of…The Angel of Death.

She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.

In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.